Best Me

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Apologies in advance
 Jealousy ensues but I choose to understand
 I sip slow think slower
 Cause people love to judge, when they barely even know ya
 I'mma say that again, I sip slow think slower
 Because people love to judge, even when they barely even know ya
 When I was 7 used to rock soldiers
 Hotboys had it poppa from the Nolia
 I need a project chick from the corner, cousin had a friend she was like 10
 Even then I used to buy her blow pops from the corner
 Valentine cards, milk money by the quarter
 Fast forward, now it's dumb girls Henny by the 5th
 20 pump 6 condoms and recorders
 Fucking outta spite kinda sorta, got engaged now I'm thinkin' 'bout a daughter
 Spend a lotta time even though I can't afford her, please keep it coming with the brown water
 Please (oooh) back when I had plans of being HOV, wanted floor change for the quarter-waters
 When I was naive to these things, I really wanna follow what my heart shares
 Money ain't a thing, till it's not there
 And bitches ain't shit till you need a queen, and niggas all the same till you meet a king
 You know what you need when you dead broke
 You know what you want when you see the dreams
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me, best me possibly
 Upset drunk on a late night, 2 shots out from a Drake life
 Nigga I remember those days when I used to bump, Day 'N' Nite
 Scott said I was on my own, since then I been on my own
 Nah nigga
 Nah nigga
 I ain't never had a mothafuckin' handout, a bunch of mistakes in my past tryna stick to a plan route
 But that's life my nigga, sometimes shit just don't pan out
 Lately I've been tryna bite my tongue, dawg I've been in a fight so long, so long, so long, so long, so long with myself
 Mirror, mirror on the wall why is it always an act to attack on myself?
 I could use a little slack, for the wealth
 But I'm too afraid to ask for the help
 Still attached to the past, and it's felt like way too strong I don't ever wanna wait to long
 But I know if I hold on, know you've grown, go and get yo dough baby
 Hold on know you wrong, just don't lose your soul baby
 Hold on don't you know, love won't ever fall baby
 Killing my, killing my, killing myself bet I could use some sound maybe
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me, best me possibly
 Step up in this bitch like, (woo!) look at what the cat dragged in
 Used to call my crushes on my mommas house phone, 13 and youngin' thought I had it mapped back then
 I'mma be rich as fuck, let me bring the racks back in
 Had to keep me motivated in a city full of traitors, drug dealers, blood killers
 Keep it old fashioned, (two choices) I'mma be my own captain
 Robert Frost Theory, nigga never had Siri
 Thank God for the vision that was brought back then
 No new phone, I'm just done with all the acts my friend
 You ain't adding to my life, then you subtractin'
 You ain't gotta hit my jack or put the buzz back in
 Nigga hold the phone, caught up in the late night
 Can't stay for the day ma, had to catch a red eye have a safe flight
 20/20 tunnel vision through the hate my, intuition got me feeling like Draymond
 Circumstances I been slippin' over fakeness
 No patience, but I think I think to much (still)
 I think I lack confidence (still)
 I think I want prominence, dominance good logic & common sense
 But that starts with me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me
 All I wanna do is be the best me, best me possibly
 

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Duration
04:11
Key
1
Tempo
130 BPM

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